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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last breath

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my dash on my back window is to rumble
I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out
Try'na take my off, but I was kind of lucky
These nigga's slipped, and bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my monte carlo got myself an forty-five
>from my nigga, who live close the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when it's time to
Man I my business strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, bullets at yo ass
Now it's time to make a third ward
But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo
You me sick with all that hoe shit you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
nut's hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my chest to make my name bigger
I'm the y-a from the three u.n.l.v.
You on me, now I got to serve ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my eyes you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm ain't no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo

{yella
Money in the brand new eddie bauer
Off up this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my from the old school
Another good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't
We used to play ball, back up in the park we was small
He saw me on the set, he told me to give him a call
I hit him all alone eight o'clock we supposed to
Claim he had dope, in the fuckin' street
He said for three g's he me up real swell
I him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
We by the old dump, 'cause them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, I left I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was ready to the switch
Raise out my car, I hear some noise the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, kill me, I'm smooth like a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be


Fool I grew here, not flew here and bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one more ya hit the door
How you know, somebody rappin' fire up in luger
I haven't seen a like this cry before
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all stop a killer
A drug dealer, a bitch cap pillar
I'm known uptown for realer then a
Twenty dollar bill with to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the that you dead
With a in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm hard out the motherfuckin' 1-2-3 and yes
I'm poppin' motherfuckers up constantly and
Motherfuckers know they handle me
Them nigga's labeled as a third ward "g"
a nigga dead in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
them tear's in they eye's how did he die?
As they cry, as cry

{yella
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and they 'cause
You tried to take my life, to make yo fuckin' meal's stack
Seven guy's me, yo first mind never leads you wrong
Face to face motherfucker, now you know on
The first time, I went out a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm just like I told'cha
Yo buck, as you was talkin' on a pay phone
You tried to reach, to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' he empty the glock
I'm not the one, we fuck shit up and see
'cause we violatin' out of our
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
all that figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back bitch
The war is on, so bring it on next's on the list
The rest of you worker's stand down with that funny

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